Alice's Office

Jyarl looks back at the orc, smiling gently. "What do you think? Ready to get some rest and sleep? I can show you your new home." He offers before standing and holding out his hand to take hers. Once he does, he kneels in front of her to look at her levelly in the eyes. "Welcome to the Tribe of Remnants."

Training Grounds

"Got room for another?"
A woman behind Iamar asks. She's tall, nearly six feet and muscular beneath her exercising tanktop and shorts. Dizzy's arms, legs, and cheeks are covered in fine red scales, showing either a reptilian or draconic ancestry, and a gentle smile plays on her lips. In her hand is a large battleaxe, and she looks like she knows how to use it.